I Can't Love You

She can't love him. He can't love her. Harry and Scarlett have one drunken night that they can't take back. They go through something that someone there age should never go through. Will they end up falling for each other or forgetting each other?

9. Sick?

Scarlett's POV

On Tuesday I wasn’t feeling to well so I stayed home in bed for the day. I pretty much slept, face-booked and watched movies all day. At around 3:30 there was knock on my door. I slowly got up, wrapped my blanket around me and answered the door. “What do you want?” I said grumpily as I opened the door. “Well thats not a very nice way to greet someone who brought you soup”. It was Harry. “Aww you made me soup?” I smiled and couldn’t help being sorry for him. “Well technically the shop did, but I was there observing their every move. So in a way yes. I did make you soup” he smiled cheekily and walked in. We went up stairs and he sat on the end of my bed while I jumped into the middle of it. “How are you feeling?” he asked while playing with my old teddy bear. “Strange. I’ve never really felt like tis before. I throw up around 8 or 10 and then I feel okay. I have been tired as well” I said opening up my soup. I took a sip. “Maybe you should go see a doctor?” said Harry “Yea I made a doctors appointment for tomorrow morning” I put the soup down and patted my bed signaling Harry to sit next to me. He came in and snuggled up under the covers. “So how was school?” I grabbed his hand and intertwined my fingers. “Okay I guess. There was a big fight between Henry and Connor today. Something about a cheer leader. And then one of Henry’s mates started on me. Saying stuff about you and how i’m a nerd for liking singing” I looked at him as if to say what but instead I said “You sing?” He looked at me bewildered as if he had just given away his biggest secret. “It’s okay you can tell me” He looked down at his hands and smiled. “I have been singing for ages. I love it and would really like for it to become my career. I was going to try out for the x-factor but then I started getting teased for singing and I was told that I wasn’t good enough” “Thats terrible. You shouldn’t put up with that Harry” I said rubbing his back. “I know but it’s hard when you aren’t as popular as the guys ganging up on you. They have more friends and are a lot stronger than me” “Could you sing me something?” I asked hoping that he would.He looked at me and then his eyes softened. “Of course” He started singing ‘Better Than That’ by lakyn. He was amazing. He had a perfect voice and he showed that beautifully. “Harry why wouldn’t you try out for x-factor with a voice as amazing as that?” He shook his head. “Because I don’t think I would be able to handle all the hate that I would get from the people at school” “Screw them. You’ll be living your dream and trust me you’ll make a lot of new friends” he nodded. “I know I just think that i’m not quite ready for that i’m ready for that quite yet” I nodded and we put on a movie. Harry left late that night when I was asleep. I didn’t even here him leave. My dad came in a little later and woke me up. He gave me some medicine and I went back to sleep. The next day I went to the doctors and they ran some test’s. My dad was there with me. We waited for an hour before we got the test results. “Well it turns out nothing to panic over. Your pregnant” the doctor smiled and sat down. “What no. I can’t be” I looked at my dad he was getting red. “Well you are. You are exactly 6 weeks” I stopped breathing. I couldn’t be. I was sure Harry used protection. “But we were safe about it” I said pleading with the doctor “You must be wrong” “Unfortunately i’m not. Condoms only work 97% percent of the time. I’m afraid” I put my head in my hands. “Here are some pamphlets about what to do. Whether you want an abortion, to keep it or adoption. The choice is yours” My dad thanked him and we left. On the way home my dad didn’t say anything. He just dropped me off at home and he left for work. I went upstairs and sat down on the end of my bed. What was I going to do. I leafed through the pamphlets but nothing seemed to stick in my brain. The doctor could be wrong. It could be a false alarm. I grabbed my jacket and rushed out the door. I went to the nearest drug store and brought four packets of pregnancy tests and a 4 liter carton of juice. When I got home I sat down on my bed and started drinking. After 10 minutes I had to pee. It said I had to wait 15 minutes before reading the test so I waited During that time I peed 2 more times and waited. After 15 minutes I checked the first one. Positive. “No that can’t be” I said to myself. After two hours I had finished the juice and all the test were used. All of them came out positive. I started to cry. This was going to ruin my whole life. For the rest of the day I stayed under my covers crying.